Meet me where the dreamers dream
A poem dedicated to those who confide in the stars and the Moon of the night.
Her heart is a sorrowful cemetery of softly whispered almosts that were lost in time ,
and when the sky’s sapphire shades fade away into an unfathomable darkening abyss
they wickedly steal her sleep and torment her in her dreams like a bittersweet rhyme ,
of the words that are helplessly flooding inside her head and never reach the shore of her lips
She stretches her slender hands to touch the Moon who guides the dreamers that swim at night ,
and to hold the stars that are radiantly ardent like little life boats scattered across for those who wander
the cosmos disguises itself into an incredibly eternal sea that beckons to those who lay awake in the faint light ,
to the ones who believe in the pure magic of love to stay afloat against the tempestuous billows in sight.
© Nitya Sharma 2022. All rights reserved.
Thank you so much for reading my poetry! I am thankful for every read and follow I receive. How lucky am I to be able to have an opportunity like this- to read and write thoughts that birth in the hearts of so many across the globe. Keep writing!
Please clap/share if you’d like to. I would greatly appreciate to hear your views in the comments. This time we journey into the night again. I think that no matter where I am in this world , as long as I am able to gaze upon the stars and talk to the Moon , I will always feel as if I am at home. PS : this is your reminder to find what you seek , hidden in the dark sky.
I hope you stay brave enough to wake up after a cloudy days and find yourself staring at the Universe at night. I humbly thank you for your company. Until next time , take care :)
